Dungeon Predator Novels & Stories

Unbeknownst to me, I’m being observed by Adam’s spy, whose presence goes unnoticed. Sneaking into the kitchen, I cautiously scan the surroundings, making sure there are no maids or guards in sight. Spotting a pack of food conveniently placed on the table, I seize the opportunity and grab it, knowing Tyler must be starving down in the dungeon. The thought of the dungeon irritates me, and I mutter disparaging comments under my breath about the dark, dreary place.

I couldn't miss the coldness in Prince Darion's eyes once the man whispered something in his ear before leaving. Then he turned to me, his eyes bearing into mine. My breath caught in my throat. I could feel the sense of impending doom rising in my chest. “Do you know what it means for my concubine to hook up with another man?” he asked, his tone ice, and my gaze darted. “Death,”

MARKO “How long do I have left? And are all the members of the society present at the venue already?” I questioned putting on my watch as Piero scrolled on the tab before humming. “They're all present and waiting for the meeting.” I nodded poker faced, in satisfaction. “Boss, we have a problem.” I looked up to meet Dante's eyes who had just walked into the room looking like he got into a street fight and I raised my brows. “I have a meeting in less than an hour, Dante and I'm already dealing with a lot of shit. If there's a problem, fix it.” I ordered tightening my jaw as I grabbed my keys and there it over to Piero who caught it in time.

His words caused Rey to snap back to reality, blinking rapidly at the sudden news. “Truthfully, we need you all to advance in both power and experience, and training won’t be enough anymore.” Conrad paused briefly, taking a moment to exhale before continuing. “That is why the Royal Dungeon Expedition is our best bet. There’s no place better than a Dungeon to gain practical experience.” Dungeons were crawling with monsters who had a diverse set of abilities. A lot of floors—especially the topmost ones—had one set of monsters per Floor, but the deeper one went, the more there tended to be a variety of monsters occupying a single Floor.

Then, the world turns into a literal meat grinder. From the dark road behind the search parties, a pair of headlights tears through the trees at ninety miles an hour. It’s Dmitri. He doesn’t even tap the brakes. The massive armored pickup truck smashes straight through the wooden fence line, crushing two of the Matriarch’s scouts instantly under the heavy off-road tires.

When I kicked open the metal door, I found her bound and unconscious, lying on top of a pile of explosives. I tried to take her away, only to realize there were people lying in wait to ambush me. The instant the metal rack collapsed, I lunged forward and braced my back against the falling beam, shielding Alicia. A steel rod pierced straight through my right kneecap. "Run!" I signaled to the rest of the squad stationed outside. To this day, I could still remember clearly how I dragged my broken leg across 100 feet of iron scrap. I could recall how I used a tactical knife to gouge out the shards of glass that had been embedded in my cheek.

I said, though my stomach twisted with anticipation. Bastion scanned the valley floor. “They’ll attack using both forest and Echo-Binder tactics. Expect traps, sudden strikes, and unpredictable currents. Stay alert.” Mara let out a low whistle, her blades gleaming faintly in the filtered light. “Unpredictable currents, huh? Just what I always wanted before breakfast.” Dren whimpered quietly behind us. “I… I don’t like the feeling of being hunted.” Kael crouched beside me. “Fear sharpens awareness, Dren. Don’t let it control you.”

Kesi asked, his hand instinctively moving to his throat, his fingers tracing the line where his power resided. "No," Ressi said, his eyes darkening as he focused on the shadow behind the rocks. "Whatever it is, it moves with the precision of a machine. And it smells like a workshop." From behind the rocks, the predator began to emerge. It was the color of rusted iron and oily shadow, blending perfectly with the industrial debris scattered across the flats. At first, it looked like a massive hyena, but as it stepped into the harsh, violet light, the horror of the Architect’s "science" became visible in all its gruesome glory.

"Trust you? After everything? You are still my prisoner Lior. Do not forget that." "I am not forgetting," Lior replied. "But the bond is making us stronger together. You felt it during the last raid. Use it. Or watch your pack die because of pride." Aziel cursed under his breath. "Fine. Tell me more. What else does the bond show you about, their numbers?" Lior closed his eyes for a moment. "At least three rival packs joined them. Their leader is Darius. He is the one who claims ancient rights over me. He thinks the prophecy mate belongs to the strongest challenger."

The enemy wolves were 28 without counting the boss, while David had 50 at his disposal. However, even if he almost doubled them, he knew he had a tough fight ahead. His team consisted of 20 Plated rhinos, 10 Blood rats, 10 Bone squirrels, 5 Tunneling worms, 4 Soldier ants, and Skeletor. He favored agility and stealth for the ambush, instead of going with more bulky fighters like the beetles or the snails. Also, he didn't bring any golems to the fight, as more numbers would most likely get them caught.